It was nine before we got to leave.

"Mom and dad are a half-hour out," Stacy said.

"Thanks, babe," I said.

"No problem, hunky monkey," she replied, grinning.

"Hunky monkey?" I asked.

"You don't like it?" she asked.

I leaned forward and nipped my teeth at the stiff nipple that was poking out through the fabric of the thin T-shirt she was wearing. She gasped, grabbed my face, and pulled my lips to hers. Our kiss was electric.

"I guess I'm okay with it," I said, reaching to squeeze her ass, before noticing the look on Renee's face and turning to see the RN bringing Mary and Cleo out in...